The studio is spacious and spacious, but their desks are very close to each other. Lu Chenfeng adjusted the angle of the desk countless times, just to be able to clearly see Lin Chaosheng studying when he raised his eyes.
One person draws and one person endorses, and the atmosphere in the house is harmonious and warm. The temperature gradually rose, and the time was approaching noon. At this time, the phone rang. It was Fang Yi and Lu Chenfeng who moved to the pantry to listen to the phone. Lin Chaosheng stretched comfortably in his seat, got up and walked to Lu Chenfeng's computer desk.
Just now, when I was slipping off, I caught a glimpse of Lu Chenfeng's subtle movements, and he kept drawing something with a pencil. Lin Chaosheng searched carefully and finally found clues under the keyboard.
There are five square white sticky notes, each of which is Lin Chaosheng—the smooth lines outline his eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, his lips, his ears, and a pair of writing hands.
Lin Chaosheng raised the corners of his lips unconsciously, and browsed the self written by Lu Chenfeng. He stayed on the picture with the eyes, the outline of the eye sockets was very deep, the curved and upturned eyelashes were clearly rooted, and there was a small flower at the end of the eye, like a tear mole, which had a different kind of beauty.
Not intending to provoke this person's petty tastes, Lin Chaosheng hid the sticky note paper back in place, the slanted keyboard touched the mouse, and the computer screen lit up for a moment. What appeared in front of him was the drawing interface of the CAD software.
Three views of a pair of rings on a green background/grid, the whole is in the shape of a Mobius ring, the narrower one is inlaid with several broken diamonds, and the inner ring is engraved with the initials of men and women and the anniversary Numbers, with the size and estimated gold weight indicated in the upper right corner.
Lin Chaosheng was admiring the style of this pair of wedding rings, and it happened that Lu Chenfeng came back. He immediately turned to Lin Chaosheng's side, and his right hand naturally wrapped around the other's waist: "If you don't study hard, what are you doing in my seat?"
"I'm tired, come and recharge the battery for a while." Lin Chaosheng pointed to the screen and asked, "Is this designed for customers?"
"Not to mention the design, the Mobius ring is a very common use element, which means that it is suitable for interpreting love." Lu Chenfeng explained, "Because the other party's budget is not high, I only made a few simple embellishments with broken diamonds, so that the It's a little more unique."
Lu Chenfeng put his hands around his waist and pulled Lin Chaosheng closer, with a mysterious expression: "You know this customer."
"I know?" Lin Chaosheng paused for a long time, trying to find the answer in Lu Chenfeng's eyes. Failing, he asked in surprise, "Who is it?"
Lu Chenfeng said, "It's the young couple who carpooled to the ancient city of Dali together and took a group photo for us."
Lin Chaosheng was surrounded by Lu Chenfeng from behind. After listening to the cause and effect of the girl asking Lu Chenfeng to design the wedding ring, he turned his face and solemnly instructed: "They used to be my guests, but now they are yours, you must make them well."
Lu Chenfeng nodded in response, and then smiled gratified: "You might as well guess, how did these two people know each other?"
Lin Chaosheng pondered: "Childhood sweethearts? Campus lovers? Company colleagues?"
Lu Chenfeng demanded in a eager tone, "Turn around and I'll tell you."
Lin Chaosheng responded quickly, turned around and took the initiative to climb on Lu Chenfeng's shoulders, and deepened their embrace in a tacit understanding. Lu Chenfeng said, "I met while traveling, in Beijing."
The girl's home is in Shenyang, and the boy's home is in Changsha. A couple who have nothing to do with each other, walking through the Eight Hutongs to the west of Guanyin Temple in Beijing, going around and taking pictures of the red walls and glazed tiles, they also met lovers who will stay with each other for a lifetime. .
Lin Chaosheng put his pillow on Lu Chenfeng's shoulder and felt the vibration of his chest when he spoke, his palms attached to his back, and he murmured, "They are getting married."
Lu Chenfeng said "um": "The parents of both sides have met, and they are very satisfied with the children's choices."
"It's great." Lin Chaosheng closed his eyelids slightly and slowed his breathing, "I wish them a long life."
Lu Chenfeng said, "I have already conveyed our blessings for you."
Although it was someone else's love, Lin Chaosheng was deeply moved by it. He sought peace of mind in Lu Chenfeng's arms, and was able to comfort him gently.
After moving the chair to the computer desk, Lin Chaosheng opened the bento bag. After heating it in the microwave, the aroma of hot rice spread all over the table. He and Lu Chenfeng went to listen to the music on the computer while eating, most of them were songs from the 1980s and 1990s, and they were familiar with them.
When the song was over, when the next song was playing automatically, Lin Chaosheng smiled knowingly, put his chopsticks together, put the beans in Lu Chenfeng's rice bowl and burned the eggplant, then leaned over to his ear, followed the melody and counted the beats, and said in unison with the soft female voice, " As long as you are sincere, respond with love to me."
It was the song "I Do" that Lu Chenfeng listened to Lin Chaosheng on the bus when they were traveling.
Lin Chaosheng's voice was clear and clean, Lu Chenfeng listened carefully, the mid-bass sounded into his ears, and there were strands of intrigue. Lin Chaosheng was surprised that Lu Chenfeng was also very good at singing. The two became interested in an instant and became addicted to each other. The single looped to the end of their jobs, but they were still biting the lyrics over and over again, as if they were competing, and they both wanted to sing more than the other. deep feeling.
The task of washing the lunch box was handed over to Lu Chenfeng. After lunch, Lin Chaosheng was habitually sleepy, lying on the sofa in the sun, unable to open his eyes. Lu Chenfeng spread a thin blanket over his waist to prevent his abdomen from getting cold.
He tucked the blanket, his eyes lingered on Lin Chaosheng's face several times, Lu Chenfeng was about to get up and leave, Lin Chaosheng reached out and grabbed his wrist, drowsy eyes, and said, "After thinking about it, I decided to disturb your work ignorantly. , stay with me for a while."
Lu Chenfeng had this intention long ago, but he was afraid that Lin Chaosheng would be disturbed: "Okay, go to sleep, I'm not going anywhere."
The magazine on the coffee table had been read, Lu Chenfeng flipped it over again, and put it back lightly without interest. He took out his phone that was set to silent, read the news for a few minutes, went back to the main page and clicked on Tetris. It was a game like this since I was a kid. It stands to reason that I should not make frequent mistakes in the first level. Lu Chenfeng found it later. The reason—Staying beside the sleeping Lin Chaosheng, he was actually a little impatient.
So he stopped all movements, turned slightly sideways, and quietly looked at the sleeping face of the other party.
Lin Chaosheng's skin was pale and pale, and the thin lower jaw was illuminated by the dense light with a layer of fine fluff, which was clear and lovely, adding a softness to it. The long eyelashes cast a shadow on the bottom of his eyes, occasionally trembling, Lu Chenfeng resisted the urge to touch it countless times, his mouth was dry, and the water glass was not at hand.
Lu Chenfeng didn't dare to stare at Lin Chaosheng's closed lips for a long time, no matter how strong his concentration was, it would easily shake because of it, but it was so tempting, his wandering eyes resisted several times, but in the end he couldn't help attracting, sliding towards the gentle touch of red.
The surface was in danger, but the alarm bells were already ringing in his heart. Lu Chenfeng clearly felt that he was about to lose control, and there was an urge to urge him to keep approaching Lin Chaosheng.
Sure enough, after a few seconds, Lu Chenfeng bent down in resignation and slowly moved to Lin Chaosheng's lips. Just a short distance away, he timidly poked out first: "Are you asleep?"
Lin Chaosheng's breath was light and regular, without the slightest wave.
Feeling the manic heartbeat, Lu Chenfeng continued to slide his Adam's apple. After that, every time he recalled this scene, he didn't know why he was not brave enough. When he approached him, he suddenly shifted his angle with a guilty conscience. He only kissed Lin Chaosheng's cheek lightly, and the text was gone. .
But he would never forget Lin Chaosheng's reaction no matter what.
Lin Chaosheng pulled out his hand from under the blanket and hugged Lu Chenfeng firmly, pressing his hot forehead against his forehead. He slept very lightly at noon, and a slight movement could quickly wake up his consciousness. He heard Lu Chenfeng's question, and holding him like this made him think about it for a long time.
Lin Chaosheng asked in a low voice, "Lu Chenfeng, why are you kissing crookedly?"
Lu Chenfeng froze, buried his face in Lin Chao's hair growth room, and replied like a self-criticism, "Not next time."